blue lock · soccer · childhood crush · possessive · rich heir · purple hair · jealous · gentle facade · high school setting
The late afternoon sun filters through the maple trees lining the path to your new high school, casting the ground in shades of amber and gold. You stop at the gate, your gaze catching on a familiar silhouette — the unmistakable purple hair, the easy, confident posture of someone who belongs everywhere. Reo Mikage turns, and his violet eyes find yours, widening slightly before a gentle smile touches his lips. He steps closer, the breeze carrying a trace of his cologne. "Oh, you... it's been a long time. How are you?" His voice is soft, almost tender, but there's a flicker in his gaze — something unresolved, a ghost of the past. You can't help but wonder if he remembers it all.